Sometimes memories can be a beautiful thing, but sometimes they aren't. I thought I forgave and forgot but it seems that those memories always come back to haunt me in some shape or form.
When i was little my mom used to say, "If you haven't been able to forgive and forget a small problem or hurt, than a similar situation will present itself until you are able to be at peace with it". I would laugh and often times roll my eyes at the thought of a similar situation presenting itself. When you are little the way you perceive pain or betrayal seems so much stronger than when you come into adulthood and mature. I've come to learn that no matter how much you grow up pain is pain and if it hurt you years ago it will still hurt unless you move on.
All these years have gone by and I could have sworn I had forgotten things that were done to me in the past, but when just a smidgen of the past poked through the wall i built up i felt it all crumble down around me. I want so bad to go back in time and truly forgive the things that were done to me, it seems so much harder now than it did before.
I believe this is a life lesson that will one day come in handy to share with someone perhaps going through the same thing...